Seeing Cha Ying walking out of the palace, Han Jiu knew that his situation was very dangerous, and his eyes looking at Han Yi became full of evil.

"The end will come later. Please atone for your sins, my lord." Outside the palace, Mengyuan led the Yaggugu warriors who got off the chariot and came behind Han Yi. Everyone was carrying arrows. It was like cavalry on the chariot and archers and archers on the dismount.

Infantry, this is why Han Yi attaches so much importance to them

Now Han Jiu only had 3,000 troops at full strength, which was completely incomparable to Han Yi. Han Yi had a lot of morale here, and his number was twice that of Han Jiu, almost crushing him.

"Everyone, listen and put down your weapons. I don't care. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless." Han Yi closed his eyes and said. What Han Yi has to do now is to disintegrate Han Jiu's morale.

Han Jiu also looked at everyone in panic and said: "Listen to me, kill Han Yi, quickly."

However, the soldiers remained unmoved. The soldiers around Han Jiu slowly began to put down their weapons. The furious Han Jiu waved his hand and slashed several people, shouting: "Kill! Come on!"

"Sir, you..."

A knife was inserted into the soldier's back, and blood flowed out from the soldier's body. They never thought that they did not die gloriously on the battlefield, but died in the hands of their own people. A large number of soldiers put down their weapons and started to move away from Han Jiu.

Han Yi walked forward slowly. Dian Wei Xu Chu behind him was like an iron tower, protecting Han Yi in front of him. Meng Yuan behind him also began to command the soldiers to take down the rebels.

Han Jiu looked at Han Yi, his eyes turned red, he put a knife on Wei Yanyu's neck and said: "Han Yi, let me go, I will spare her life."

Wei Yanyu also looked at Han Yi pitifully, her eyes full of fear. King Han Xiang also looked at this rebellious son, wondering what he was thinking in his heart.

"Of course your life cannot be compared with Yan Yu's. I will let you go, but do you think the people of Yangdi will let you go?" Han Yi said. It is self-evident here. Han Jiu killed so many children.

, caused their family to be ruined, how could they let him go?

Looking at Han Jiu who was distracted, Han Yi closed his eyes and said: "Li Ru, don't do anything yet."

Li Ru, who had disappeared in the dark night for a long time, took out a sharp blade from somewhere. He raised the knife and dropped it on Han Jiu's other arm. Then he heard a scream like a slaughtering pig.

Han Yi held his right hand in his arms, proudly embracing him. Smelling the smell that he had not smelled for a long time, Han Yi said seriously: "I'm back, you have suffered."

At this time, Wei Yanyu had tears in her eyes, her body was getting more and more tired, and she was drowsy. She whispered in a low voice: "Don't be wronged, don't be wronged."

After saying that, he fainted in Han Yi's arms. After all, he had just given birth, was weak in energy and blood, and was threatened by Han Jiu. It would be strange not to faint.

"Ah! Li Ru didn't expect you to betray me. I treat you well." Han Jiu, who was going crazy, felt like the world was about to collapse.

"You treat me well, but you don't listen to my advice and go your own way. Besides, I have never been yours. You are the one to blame for the results now." Li Ru sneered.

"Come here, pull Han Jiu into the city gate and behead him to show the anger of the common people." Han Yi hugged the beauty in his arms tightly, feeling guilty and distressed, but more importantly, resentful towards Han Jiu.

"Yi'er, aren't you too cruel?" King Han Xiang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke. Seeing his children killing each other, even he couldn't bear it.

"Yes! Brother, please let me go! I don't dare anymore, please let me go." At this time, Han Jiu didn't care about the pain in his arm. What he wanted to do most now was to leave quickly.

"Let you go. When you wanted to kill your father, did you ever think about letting him go? When you wanted to kill my wife, did you ever think about letting her go? When you killed the children in the city, did you ever think about letting them go?

"Yes! If I don't kill you, the people will be angry." Han Yi gritted his teeth. It was obvious that Han Jiu must be killed. Han Yi could not leave any obstacles or hidden dangers to his hegemony.

After hearing these words, King Han Xiang's originally black and white hair turned completely white overnight. He walked down weakly and sat on the steps without saying a word. This was obviously his acquiescence. However, what Han Yi said was true. If not

Killing Han Jiu will arouse public outrage, and it will not be easy to recover from the loss of public sentiment.

When Han Jiu heard that Han Yi wanted to kill him, King Han Xiang acquiesced. Han Jiu, who had no hope of survival, cursed: "Han Yi, you bastard, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost..."

Han Jiu was taken down and could only wait for death.

Looking at Wei Yanyu's belly, Han Yi realized: "Where is the child?"

Only then did Meng Yuan ask someone and found out that the child had been taken away by Zhong Wuyan.

As morning approached, it began to rain again. The rain slowly fell on the ground, washing away the blood on the ground.

The smell of rain mixed with blood and soil was nauseating. The heavy rain seemed to be washing away some sin, washing away the sin, but no matter how shiny the surface was, it could not wash away this trace.

Han Yi put down Wei Yanyu and looked at King Han Xiang who was soaked in the rain as he slowly walked over and sat aside without saying anything.

King Han Xiang felt the heavy rain, like arrows, falling on his body, leaving no trace like time. King Han Xiang said: "You have done well. As a king, I am very satisfied, but as a father, I am very satisfied."

pain"

Han Yi also experienced the heavy rain, and reminded himself more about how to survive: "Winning is a king or losing is a bandit, which king's career is not dripping with blood, we are all prisoners of power."

King Han Xiang nodded helplessly and said: "Yes, we are all prisoners of power."

"Although Han Jiu committed a heinous crime, I strongly agree with his words. Killing one person is a sin, killing ten thousand people is a hero. The eternal karma is all in killing people." Han Yi sighed, standing up and looking ahead.

"The baby has passed away, but the second son has not returned, and now the culprit has to be separated from heaven and man," King Han Xiang said with a haggard heart.

"It's raining heavily, let's go!" After Han Yi said this, regardless of whether King Han Xiang agreed or not, he helped him up and walked back to the main hall.

Outside the Meridian Gate

Han Jiu, who had no arms, looked unbelievable and said to himself: "This is not true, I did not lose."

A strong man came up and punched him. He hit and cursed: "Give my child his life." There were more than a dozen people behind him who wanted to come up, but they were stopped.

Han Ding was also beheaded with him. When he was preparing to escape outside the city, Pang Wanchun found him and chopped him off his horse with a sword. Unwilling to do so, Han Jiu looked at Pang Wanchun and said: "Impossible! Impossible! I want to see my father.

He won’t kill me”

Pang Wanchun didn't say a word, just waiting for something. Suddenly a eunuch said: "Han Jiu's crime was so heinous that the king ordered him to behead him to show the anger of the people."

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Han Jiu didn't know that he was going to die until this moment, but he kept saying: "Impossible, impossible..."

In the early morning, he raised the knife and dropped the two good heads. A middle-aged scribe who was watching touched his beard and said: "You are brave and resourceful, not bad..." and gradually disappeared into the crowd.

All the civil and military officials in the palace came to court, and Han Yi was at the top. He was very impressive. King Han Xiang glanced at it, looked at the eunuch next to him feebly and waved his hand, indicating that he could read.

The eunuch looked at the crowd and said: "The lonely king has worked hard to be the king of Han for thirty-three years. Now he is exhausted and has no interest in political affairs. He wants to abdicate in favor of a worthy man. My son is Yi, a man of great talent and broad strategy, with both ability and political integrity. He is the best choice in terms of literature, Taoism and military strategy.
Chapter completed!